Tag Archive 'TV'

Mar 18 2008

He shoots his lobster from the three-point line. . . score!

Published by under Media,Snippets

I’m watching TV and this Red Lobster commercial comes on. I guess it’s Lobsterfest, which makes me sad, because I rarely get to eat lobster. Anyway, I’m watching this commercial, and they do one of those slow-motion, dip the lobster in the butter shots. Only, the butter GEYSERS up over the top of the butter bowl, which would only happen if the person had SLAMMED the fork containing the bite of lobster down into the ramekin. Who does that? No one. Only commercial people do that. I don’t know what it’s supposed to convey, or make you feel. Gushing butter just makes me wince, because I know there will be grease spots over any cloth item it touches. If I was out to dinner with someone who was so excited about lobster that they slam dunked their bite into their melted butter, I might have to take a vow never to eat with that person again. Right after I cleaned up all the collateral butter damage with a moist towelette.

6 responses so far

Feb 08 2008

Other people’s therapy.

Published by under Snippets

Does anyone watch the HBO show In Treatment? It sounds really. . . boring. Why would I want to watch other people go through therapy? I’m sure therapy is an emotional and difficult experience for the person going through it, but if you’re on the outside looking in, how interesting could it really be?

One response so far

Feb 08 2008

No, I didn’t realize.

Published by under Rants,Stupidity

Do you realize which commercial currently bugs the hell out of me? That Land Rover commercial with the Flaming Lips “Do You Realize?” in it. It took me awhile to figure out what it was that bothered me, because that song has kind of become synonymous with “commercial” for me – it’s background noise. But then I listened to the commercial and realized (hah) that what they were basically saying is that no one gets how truly awesome Land Rover is. Like they convinced themselves that the reason that everyone is not driving a Land Rover is because THEY DIDN’T REALIZE that the Queen uses Land Rovers and that the Louvre thinks they’re awesome supercool. This is the reason that Land Rovers aren’t flying out of the lot! The ignorance of the populace! It couldn’t possibly be the prohibitive pricing (starting at $78,450 for the Range Rover) or the shitastic fuel economy (18 hwy/14 city for the 2007 Range Rover, according to Motor Trend – you can’t find this info on Land Rover’s site). I’m sure Land Rover makes a good car for someone who needs a Land Rover to go off road into the wild jungles or up a mountain or what have you, but most of us are driving on paved roads where there is very little chance that you’ll need to power over a rocky incline or through an untamed wilderness. Most of us don’t need a Land Rover. But they don’t realize that, choosing instead to speak to us as if we are morons who can barely comprehend the majesty that is a Land Rover vehicle, so they have to spoon feed us the glory with a catchy tune and irrelevant (but important sounding) facts.

Comments Off

Dec 03 2007

These statements have not been validated.

Published by under Stupidity

I go to bed pretty late, so when I’m catching my late night television, I see a lot of products whose “claims have not been validated by the Food and Drug Administration”. Mostly these fall into two camps: weight loss and sexual enhancement. I guess no one wants to advertise a treatment for schizophrenia whose claims have not been validated by the FDA. Can you imagine that? “This is Bob. Bob used to run around hearing voices in his head and killing his neighbors with a hacksaw. But Bob called Schizlite for his free trial and now he’s a functional member of society with a much less frightened wife at home.”

Anyway, I was watching Ace of Cakes or something the other night, and an ad came on for a drug called Lipozene. This drug is supposed to melt away your body fat without any effort from you. Seriously – you don’t have to change your eating habits or exercise more – this pill does it all. This is not an unusual kind of claim for these late-night medical products to make, so I was kind of half-assed paying attention until I heard the spokeswoman blurt out this brilliant scientific fact: “Body fat forms on the midsection, over the muscle and under the skin.” No shit! Now they had my attention. This commercial just became prime entertainment. I mean, I wanted to see if perhaps there was some fine print at the bottom of the screen that said “If your body fat forms on top of your skin, this may be a sign of a serious medical condition. Consult your physician. Also, ew.”

I was very glad I had made the choice to watch closely, because the very next screen was one of those stupid graphics that supposed to show how the drug works. You know, outline of a body superimposed over a graph-paper background. Body fat drawn on in yellow over stomach, butt, and legs. All perfectly normal until next to the body appeared a cartoon of an enormous gel-cap type pill. It was as big as the body outline. The pill slowly opened up, and the powder medicine sprayed out in a cloud, attacking the body outline. The “fat” on the body outline melted away under the relentless assault from outside medical forces. The word at the bottom of the screen read: “DRAMATIZATION”.

Oh. My. God.

One response so far

Nov 30 2007

I’m so sorry.

Published by under Rants,Stupidity

Before I get to the main attraction, I want to make a little sidebar rant on something that has annoyed me for a long time. I have always hated Thetruth.com commercials, and even though I’m no longer a smoker, they still annoy the crap out of me. I really don’t like the fact that a bunch of aggressive teenagers with bullhorns are on my television trying to tell me how to live. I was a teenager once, too, and I remember how it felt like you knew EVERYTHING and you were SO SMART and everything was so freaking OBVIOUS I mean MY GOD are people totally freaking RETARDED or what? And unfortunately, that’s exactly how these commercials come off: a bunch of superior, smug, condescending teenagers walking around all cocky and trying to make the adults see how moronic they really are. However, since we got our DVR I’ve had to see much less of this because we skip past all of the commercials. Whee! The other night, I happened to be watching live TV and a Truth commercial came on. I noticed their new slogan is “Whudafxup?” And my question is, how did they get that one past the FCC? Is it just because they’re not spelling out the word “fuck’s”? Is it because they never say their slogan, but rather just display it? Normally, I wouldn’t care because I have a rather salty vocabulary myself, and I’m certainly not going to begrudge anyone else the use of profanity, but I really don’t like this organization already, and to see them skirting the line of standards on the airwaves with no one even mentioning the profanity really twists my shorts. We can’t say “shit” in programming clearly intended for and marketed to adults, but we can hide the word “fuck” in commercials seen by all ages in all kinds of programming. Just because who wants to come down on the earnest (cocky), do-gooding (superior) young people? Blech.

Anyhow, that’s really not what I intended to write about when I opened up this page. What I really intend to write about is canceling my credit card. One of my credit card companies has been slowly pissing me off for years. I recently decided enough was enough, and started using a different card as my “main” card. I wanted to cancel the annoying card, so I called them up today. First problem: no toll-free number. I had to call long distance to talk to these people. And once I called, I had to listen to the longest, slowest, list of things in the world. My account information. My balance. My credit limit. Who to call if my card was stolen. What to do if I wanted to request a new card. Procedures to take if I needed to file for assistance getting rid of garden slugs. Finally: press 0 to speak to an account representative. I press 0.

Lady: Hello, and thank you for calling Account Services. May I have your account number, please?

Now, when I was listening to the Longest List In The World, one of the things I heard was that they had identified my account number based on my telephone number. So, I know she had the account number in front of her. What was all this about? But, I told her my account number, my first and last name, and my mother’s maiden name. Just to roll things along. Oh, did I mention this lady had a very quiet voice and a thick accent? Woo!

Lady: How can I help you today, Miss Jas?
Me: I need to close my account.
Lady: I’m so sorry to hear that. Can I ask you why you would like to close your account today?
Me: There are a lot of reasons. I just need to close it.
Lady: All right, Miss Jas. Please wait while I connect you to an Account Manager.

More time on hold. Did I mention I was paying for this call? Good.

Account Manager: Hello Miss Jas. I am Alissa. (um, sure you are. Your accent is thicker than the last lady’s.) How may I assist you today?

Me: I want to close my account.

Alissa: I’m so sorry to hear that, Miss Jas. May I ask why you would like to close your account today?

Me: *sighs* Well, there’s an annual fee on the card. And you kept raising the credit limit even though I asked you not to. And, you called me all the time with offers that I’ve already said “no” to multiple times.

Alissa: I’m so sorry, Miss Jas. You paid the annual fee on the card in…um…August, so it will not be charged again until next August. I’m so sorry you…um…were disturbed by our constant calling. We make these offers to…um…make your service better, Miss Jas. Can you tell me, Miss Jas, what…um…is more important to you in a card: low interest rates or no annual fee?

Me: I don’t really want to talk about this. As far as I know, I’m paying for this call. I didn’t dial a toll-free number. I would like to just get this closed and get off the phone as soon as possible.

Alissa: I’m so sorry, Miss Jas. As you know, this card will help your credit rating because you do not…um…carry a balance and -

Me: Ma’am, I know all that. I don’t care. I would like to close this account, please.

Alissa: Are you sure you would not…um…like to keep this card for holiday spending, Miss Jas? As you know–

Me: MA’AM. Close. This. Account. Now.

Alissa: I’m so sorry, Miss Jas. This account is now officially closed. Is there anything else I can help you with today?

Me: No, thank you.

Alissa: You have a good day, Miss Jas.

Me: You too.


I hate talking to customer service at any time, but when you are canceling something it is like annoyance in triplicate. They don’t want to believe that you have actual, valid reasons for stopping service. I realize it’s these people’s jobs to try to stop people from canceling, because it used to be MY job to do that. But when it was my job, I also realized that when someone said they were in a hurry, or really didn’t want to talk about options, that they MEANT it. More often than not, if I ignored that warning and tried to go on with my “please don’t leave” spiel, it resulted in someone yelling at me and demanding a supervisor.

Bottom line is: I feel like the only time anyone in the service industry actually LISTENS anymore is when someone is about to cancel, and by then it’s usually too late. I asked my credit card company multiple times to stop calling with offers and to stop raising my credit limit. I asked if there was any way to get rid of the annual fee. And all I ever got was an elaborate list of excuses that boiled down to: NO. And they’re surprised when I don’t want their card anymore?

4 responses so far


allergies allergy animals baking bees cat cats christmas church commercials cooking Destiny doctor doctors dog dogs Dr. Mom family food garden gardening holiday humor Infertility IVF kitchen kitty mackers Moll parenting pet pets politics pregnancy recipe recipes shopping stupidity television The Boy The Man Travel vet weather wordpress